The Old Faithful Ship
The old captain's faithful ship set sail across the seven seas.
On its last journey, no more to be peppered by waves of salty seas,
Against its mighty bow.
No more will its deck be walked upon by the soles of brave men
who sail the seas.
Nor will the helm be steered by the mighty grip of the captain's hands. after all these years the rudders go still as the old ship is towed out to sea.
For today she will sink gently to her sacred grave.
Never again to feel the ocean breeze upon her sails across the seven seas.
Copyright © Mike Porter | Year Posted 2021
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